I was skeptical about this book at first. It seemed as if I was taking each step with Harold Fry on his unlikely pilgrimage. Then Harold and I hit our stride and I was enchanted by the story. It's reminiscent of Forrest Gump, in that while on his journey, unlikely people join in and the flavor of the journey is changed. One weird thing I noticed while reading is my hunger--because Harold often forgot to eat I found myself hungry to make up for it. It's unusual because I don't like to eat while reading (I don't want to mess up the book/Nook). My unresolved thread of the book is the relationship with neighbor, Rex. I wondered how or if he fit into the ending.